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[Flirt]

[align=center][div style="width:500px;text-align:justify;line-height:1.2;font-size:9pt;"]They enjoyed their trips to the Badlands. Perhaps they enjoyed them a bit too much considering the beach town’s gritty reputation. They’d heard plenty of tales from the people of Bluestem especially, of deceit and gore, and while well aware themself of the towns bloody business, Flirt never found themself bothered by it. They’d frequented the town for the past two years since Teddy had taken it over. The two had been business partners since they were 16 with a fire in their eyes. Back then, they were a spirited youth with a sharp tongue and a hard bargain, and Teddy had given the young hotshot a chance that they had since never spoilt. Where Teddy went, Flirt was always sure to visit, bonded not only by business but their shining respect for the fellow.

In effect, Flirt had grown to know the people of the Badlands, especially its veterans. They were a high priority for her, always asking if they had special requests, and doing her very best to scout said items. In turn, Flirt was allowed to pass the border without much harassment unless greeted by a newer face. Though she feared no harm in the lands Teddy had reins over, she also knew the people of these lands were not to be scorched, and kept her manners about her. But she was nothing without her southern hospitality, after all.

She swayed lazily atop Buckeye as he walked the path through the hills, a cigarette hanging from the corner of her mouth, it’s smoke trailing above her to dissipate into the sunny sky. She held the reins loosely in one hand, the other resting upon her denim clad thigh. ”Got yer goodies, kids,” She called as she entered the main area of the town, tipping her hat to those she neared with a charming grin around her cigarette.

They never planned their trips especially well, but usually they’d stay for a month or so at most, gathering requests and goods and mapping out which clients to move onto next. Flirt had no schedule to abide by, though, and they always did enjoy the beach. Their stays at the Badlands would usually be much longer to others in comparison. What better a place to stay than a well protected beachside hotel fit with a casino and good company? They could certainly use the reprieve from their precarious travels.

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BASICS ✸ THERE'RE ONLY TWO THINGS I KNOW
⤕ flirt barrows && no nicknames
⤕ nonbinary && she/they
⤕ twenty five years && may thirtieth [ taurus ]
⤕ frequenter of the badlands, travelling trader

PHYSICAL ✸ I GET UGLY WHEN THE WHISKEY FLOWS
⤕ physical health && 95% [ minor cuts/bruises ]
⤕ carries a shotgun & handgun on her

APPEARANCE ✸ WANTED YOU TO KNOW I LOVE YOU SO
⤕ long, straight dark hair ; dark brown eyes ; muscular slim physique ; five foot nine
⤕ wears western attire ; heavy coats, buttoned shirts ; cowboy hats

PERSONALITY ✸ AND I WOULD KILL BEFORE I LET YOU GO
⤕ a calm and collected traveler ; charismatic and friendly to most ; extremely protective of loved ones ; fairly easy to rile up ; confrontational and opinionated ; intelligent and observant ; enjoys travelling and trading ; untrusting to most ; independent and ambitious ; dislikes authority ; morally grey / a true survivor ; charismatic and sarcastic - a natural southern charmer

RELATIONSHIPS ✸ TAKING OFF FOR MISSISSIPPI, WEARIN' SOMEONE ELSE'S NAME
⤕ rowena barrows x abraham barrows && parents - deceased
⤕ younger sister of jacksboro barrows
⤕ homosexual, monogamous ; currently pining after grace du pont

INTERACTIONS ✸ BROUGHT YOU IN THIS WORLD & I CAN TAKE YOU FROM IT JUST THE SAME
⤕ extreme mentally | hard physically | prefers to make others to make the first move
  ↳ difficulty w/ guns [ extreme ] | difficulty w/ melees [ hard ] | difficulty w/ hand-to-hand [ medium]
⤕ non-violent power play allowed
⤕ will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
⤕ do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (eskie)
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[Shiloh !]

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SALEM

ENTRY #01

8.15.16

BL ENFORCER

[div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 333px; min-height: 347px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: #000000; line-height: 99%;"]Between managing the shop, raising a son, and attending whatever bullshit parties she needed to in order to maintain her customer base, Salem sometimes struggled to find time to forage for ingredients like she used to. She couldn't remember where she first met Flirt: all she knew was that they were somehow connected to Teddy and that they came around once in a blue moon to gather supplies for
local businesses.

They could've been associated with Satan himself, for all Salem cared. She was eager to harp on the services they provided, though she tried to be discrete about it. She didn't need anyone to know that she wasn't a completely self-reliant person; that could stay between her, Flirt and Jasper. So, when she casually approached them in town, she pretended to be interested in their horse rather than the supplies they had.

"Could you please keep your voice down?" Salem murmured, before asking, "how much do I owe you this time?"

VITALS

> overall status: 100%

> physical status: stable.
> physical health: 100%
> physical afflictions: none yet.
> minor injuries: none yet.
> major injuries: none yet.

> mental status: stable.
> current status: stable.
> mental health: 100%
> mental illnesses: None
> mental damage: None

TAGS

━ ━xGENERAL
> Elisa Barone | "Salem"
> Female
> 24
━ ━xAPPEARANCE
>Human
> Dark brown hair that varies in shade, pale, blue green eyes.
> Carries at least 2 cigars at a time, a small handgun, and a small switchblade.
> tall, lanky and a bit awkward physically.
>
━ ━xABILITIES
> N/A
> N/A
━ ━xCONFRONTATION
> medium physically | easy/medium mentally
> non-violent power-play allowed
> no kill | request maim/capture
> ask to attack in bolded, underlined and italicized black
━ ━xRELATIONSHIPS
> Lionel King x Melissa Barone
> Son Jasper
> Half brother Rafe
> Half niece Gigi
> Cat Chrisanthymum "Chrissy"
>Bisexual | no crush
>
━ ━xOTHER
> this text + this color = this meaning

I'VE COME TOO FAR TO SEE THE END NOW

━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ even if my way is wrong

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[NIKOLAI]

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Ah, Flirt. Nikolai had nearly forgotten about the frequent visitor when he had taken a months-long mission for Teddy. There were many new faces and happenings to acquaint himself with upon his return, so upon seeing the familiar equine and scavenger trotting into town, his memory is refreshed. They and Nikolai weren't necessarily chummy; their interactions had always consisted of smartass banter between the two of them as Nik found them pretty insufferable at times. Hopefully he could

"Well well, what a surprise." Nikolai announces his presence, tone as monotonous as ever, as he dawdles on towards the scene. They still dressed like a cowboy, as if walking off the set of some cheesy western flick. Nikolai is tempted to judge, but then again, he retained the same style as he had months ago as well. At least it's practical. He notes his choice of clothing, whereas denim seemed so bulky and inconvenient during the summer months. To each their own, he supposes.

Folding his arms, the made man lingers a few paces behind Salem. He is not a customer and, hopefully, never would be. Nikolai dabbled in scavenging work now and then, mostly for himself but also for a price as well. "Teddy still has you comin' around, huh?" Hums Nikolai, making it obvious that he still hasn't disregarded their little rivalry.

// kinda backwrote some of their history if that's okay!! ^^